Jess' P.O.V
I can't believe I finally met Taylor Swift. She is more amazing then I could have ever imagined. I'm just in complete shock!
I was walking down the street back to Target like a complete idiot.
I saw my Dad waiting in his truck in front of target, so I waved to him and then got in.
"So, was it as amazing as you thought it'd be?" He said, he sounded so excited for me, like a little kid on Christmas. It made me feel good
"YES! OH my gosh, YES. And guess what?"
He hesitated.. "What?"
"She's going to come to school with me when we go back after break!"
"Are you serious?!"
"Um.. YEAH!"
"Did you black mail her? Or pay her?"
"No.." I laughed really hard, "She offered!"
"For real? You're not playing with me?"
"No! And see this." I whipped out my phone and showed him the contact named 'Best Friend :)'
"What's this?"
"This is what she entered her number as." My smiled grew from ear to ear.
"So now, when you say she's your best friend, it's the truth!"
"YEAH!!"
My Dad is as happy as I am, that makes me feel amazing. I'm glad he was sweet enough to take me here to Nashville. Because if he didn't, I wouldn't be in this position, and happier then ever. For once, I feel great. I feel happy. I finally feel like there is a purpose for me to live, Taylor Swift.
We drove back to the hotel and relaxed for a little. We were still worn out from the drive down here.
"Want to order room service?" My Dad asked
I jumped up like a little kid, "YES!"
"Ha ha, ok." He handed me the menu and I flipped through, checking out what I would want. We both picked, then called the desk to order.
"and may we ask who's calling?"
"Jess and Andy from Room 133."
"Thank you, your order will be up as soon as it's ready."
I hung up, then put in a DVD.
"Our choice for this evening are; Journey to Fearless, Speak Now World Tour, or Valentines Day."
"Any choices that are not Taylor related?"
"Oooh, What about Zombieland?"
"That's fine."
"YAY."
I got up from my bed and popped the disk in the DVD player.
We were watching the movie for about thirty minutes, when I heard a knock on the door.
"FINALLY!" I shouted and I got up.
I looked through the peep hole and no one was there?
I thought that room service people usually put the food on the cart then bring it in.. Maybe we are just at a cheap hotel.
I opened the door and bent down to pick up our tray, but when I did, someone from my right side and jumped on me pushing me over.
"What the heck?!" I said, disoriented. I thought Nashville was a nice town, didn't know I would be getting jumped.
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Taylor Swift- My Best Friend
Teen FictionThis is the story of Jess. A regular teen just like you and me who persuaded her Dad to take her to Nashville. But she never expected that she'd be meeting her idol, and the adventures she would take her on.